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Chapter 1489

Ye Beixiao and Pei Zhan drove back to the Jiang family villa.

In the villa, only Joey is there.

Ye Beixiao asked her: "Where is Nan Xi?"

Joey said: "When I first picked up Qiao Qiao, I happened to see Nan Xi taking Xiao Lang to Qiao Yuan. Qiao Qiao pestered Xiao Lang and followed her.

Nan Xi also drove there with two bodyguards!"

Ye Beixiao and Pei Zhan rushed to Qiao Yuan immediately, but from a distance they saw thick smoke billowing in Qiao Yuan and flames reaching into the sky.

"Nan Xi, Xiaolang..."

Ye Beixiao felt a sharp pain in his heart and almost fainted.

Pei Zhan was also shocked and said quickly: "Ye Beixiao, calm down. If Ajue did this, she would not let Jiang Nanxi and Xiaolang die!"

Just at this time, Song Xian drove over.

When he saw the fire in Qiao Yuan from a distance, his heart was broken: "It's impossible, Xiaoyu..."

He jumped out of the car and rushed into the sea of ​​fire without even saying hello to Ye Beixiao.

The same goes for Ye Bei Xiao!

At this time, the firefighters who were putting out the fire carried out several people from the fire. Song Xian and Ye Beixiao stepped forward to look, but they were all Qiao Yuan's servants, and two of them were Ye Beixiao's security guards.

These people had varying degrees of burns all over their bodies and were all unconscious.

The absence of Qiao Tianyu, Jiang Nanxi, and Jiang Xiaolang made Song Xian and Ye Beixiao feel a little relieved.

But Ye Beixiao's heart tightened even more. His two bodyguards were here, but where were Nan Xi and Xiaolang?

He grabbed a firefighter's arm and asked, "Is there anyone else in there?"

The firefighter said: "It's not clear yet, we still have colleagues searching inside!"

Ye Beixiao pointed at the two bodyguards: "What's going on with them? Is there a woman or child with them?"

The firefighter said: "The two of them must have been knocked unconscious. No woman or child was found beside them!"

At this time, a less injured bodyguard woke up. He saw Ye Beixiao and said weakly: "Nightclub, I'm sorry, we didn't protect the madam and the young master!"

Ye Beixiao asked eagerly: "What happened? Where are they?"

The bodyguard said: "As soon as we arrived at Qiao Yuan's living room, we were attacked by a group of people.

The madam, young master, and Miss Qiaoqiao were all taken away by them!"

After the bodyguard finished speaking, his head tilted and he fainted again.

At this time, Song Xian didn't see Qiao Tianyu, nor Qiao Wangqian and Chen Xin, and he felt even more panicked.

Suddenly, he saw a figure in the window on the first floor.

He knew that it was Qiao Wangqian and Chen Xin's bedroom.

He immediately grabbed a firefighter's hand and said, "Quick, there's someone in that room!"

Immediately two firefighters ran after him.

Song Xian saw that the person standing on the window sill was Chen Xin.

At this moment, there was thick smoke and blazing fire in the room. It seemed that the furniture inside was on fire and would soon reach the window sill.

But there was a security net outside the window, and even if Chen Xin opened the window, she couldn't get out.

When she saw Song Xian, she shouted hoarsely: "Song Xian, come on, come and save us!"

The firefighters immediately removed the security window, and Song Xian immediately jumped on the window sill and hugged Chen Xin down.

He asked: "Where's Uncle Qiao?"

Chen Xin sobbed and said: "It was right under the window sill. He pushed me onto the window sill with all his strength, and he passed out..."

At this moment, there was a roar, the curtains caught fire, and the window sill turned into a sea of ​​fire.

"Old Qiao..." Chen Xin roared, crying until her heart broke.

At this time, the firefighters dragged the water hose and sprayed it into the room.

The fire was out, but there was so much smoke inside that no one could get in.

But Song Xian turned over and jumped into the window sill.

He was holding his breath and couldn't open his eyes at all.

He groped for Qiao Wangqian, who was lying under the window sill. Fortunately, his body was not on fire.


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